Page:Lyrics of Life, Coates, 1909.djvu/130

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SAINT THERESA

Were there no heaven of high reward,
Man's service here to crown and bless,
Were there no hell,—I, for love's sake,
Would toil with ardent willingness.


And if—O Thou that pitiest
The fallen, lone, and tempest-tost!—
If, Love Divine, Thou wilt but save

Whom I do love, none shall be lost!